The Darkest Dream

The Darkest Dream
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The clapping of the invited guests makes the party atmosphere even more festive. Bern is not half-hearted, the man poured funds not a little for the luxurious party. I don't know why his feelings suddenly mellow. It was like this was the last party for her.


His gaze could not be separated to pay attention to what was done by his eldest daughter. They smiled more and looked more friendly than usual. A little strange indeed, considering her daughter was so hard to blend in.


"Your daughter is very beautiful, Bern."


Bern smiled knots full of pride.


"Of course, she's my daughter. Definitely very pretty!" Sahut the man with a smile that expands.


"The one over there, is my son." point the man beside Bern, pointing his finger at another corner opposite Berea. Bern glanced over, as if he recognized the young man.


"Is your son in school with my daughter?" bern asked after a moment of silence. His gaze still looked at the son of his business colleague.


"Then, yes, now he has graduated and is undergoing police education. He really wanted to be a great country man." Show off the proud father. There is a veiled intent from the meaning of his sentence. Bern tried to seriously respond to her without responding to the special intentions of the business partner's sentence.


"That's great! this city needs people with great determination and dedication. It is rare for anyone to have such a strong desire to become a state servant without the intervention of their parents." The man looked pias hearing Bern's words, which sounded insinuating.


"I mean, young people tend to have many other dreams that may be contrary, to the will of parents. Nowadays it's very difficult to drive a child's future to our expectations, isn't it?" Bern ended his sentence with a ruckus that made the man's esophagus next to his suddenly arid. It feels barren and needs immediately in the water of life.


"You're right, sir, Bern. Fortunately, my son is a little different from most teenagers. Samuel is so obedient to us, isn't a guy like my son the dream of every girl's parents?" continued chiming with the oddity although a little impressed forced yourself. The tail of his eyes caught Bern's glance fixed on his son. Of course his heart is happy. Who wouldn't, if his son was with the son of the richest man in town. Also one of the richest businessmen in the world. She also hopes to be able to propose one of the male daughters next to her. Though his hopes were as thin as paper. But what was wrong trying, so he thought.


"You're absolutely right, Orlando. Then what about your daughter? She's still in school with my daughter, isn't she? What are his goals after graduation. Remembering the exam is just counting days. Girls tend to have higher dreams than boys." Instead Bern perfected his respect even though his heart was not wanting to discuss it. But allowing the unpleasant chatter to touch the princess's private life. Oh no! Bern is not willing, his daughter obviously has a choice of the future including the dream mate she wants. Not someone who is proffered by his parents because of the principle of mutual symbiosis. Business for him is a side thing, since the beginning of his self just wants to enrich himself for the purpose of maintaining his wife and daughter. Instead of plunging his child to an obsession and ambition.


"Rosa wants to be a Doctor, Mr. Bern. He really wants to be the best surgeon in your family's hospital. My daughter has always admired how the city of Hermie is so advanced after knowing the ins and outs of the beginning, this city. He admires how you turned this small town into a decent, developed and world-viewed city. He's a big admirer of you, I feel jealous. Aren't girls the love of fathers?" Bern clenched his mouth with an uncomfortable feeling.


"That's great! Being a doctor is a noble job. In addition to a fantastic salary, his ordinary doctor has a social spirit and also very high concern. Is your daughter following one of the survivor organizations for abandoned children or victims of natural disasters? It's one of my family's organizations, my wife's right. The great woman scored a lot of young men who had an extraordinary social spirit. Most of them come from middle to lower families. It's amazing, isn't it? Economic incompetence does not make their spirit and determination recede. Many people are able to close their eyes to little things like that. I hope your daughter is one of the members of the organization. That's something that always makes me proud." Bern Tandas. Glucose!


Orlando was like swallowing a hot husk. The sentence is always paid in cash by Bern at a price that is millions of times higher. The man seemed to know where their conversation ended. With a slight nervousness, Orlando tried to set up a reply sentence that saved his pride.


"You are absolutely right, Mr. Bern, there are rarely young people willing to engage in such activities. My daughter will follow after graduation, Rosa is very diligent to prepare for the final exam. Every day my daughter spent most of her time reading a few reference books. Learning is his favorite. Remembering to be a doctor takes a smart brain." Bern really wanted to laugh out loud. Hearing Orlando's words was like hearing an auction.


What's his word? spend time studying? what is it about going in and out of hotels with different men, including from learning activities to analyze the reproductive system of men? Bern smiled meaningfully knotted.


"That's very nice. Would your daughter rather spend her study time outside the home? I mean, a couple of times I've accidentally seen your daughter check_in at one of my hotels. Maybe your daughter needs a new atmosphere for a calming place to study. My daughter has a habit of studying in our beach house. There he can focus more on what he is learning. You know I have two kids with magical behavior, so staying away from home is the best option when you need some alone time. That's what my Berea often does."


Bern again skinned Orlando alive. The man clenched his hands with stifled emotions. It's very hard to trap this guy with his daughter's mole body. He never thought, Bern was generous and generous. Has a mouth as sharp as a dagger. Should she be cursing her sloppy mouth, pecking at the fire without preparing an extinguisher. It would be foolish if he thought he could shake Bern's defense. A devotee of love, for all his possessions are solely for the sake of two women. Lizzie and Berea.


Bern smirked in satisfaction, seeing a pias expression full of annoyance imprinted perfectly on Orlando's face. Men are full of obsession and crazy ambition. Rela "sell to buy" his children in order to raise the dignity and dignity of the family. It's really sad and sweet.


"Oh that's probably a coincidence then. Rosa I often ask for help to deliver the files left behind. My age makes me forget things like that. Fortunately, Rosa's son did not argue much. Despite being busy with her lessons, my daughter always took the time to do what her parents asked." With a slight nervousness, Orlando delivered his defense. Cold sweat began to flow uncomfortably in his body. Facing Bern is like testing your guts.


"Well! I really admire how you are able to educate your children in such a way. I hope that all your upbringing will become something they can hold fast to. You know, parental upbringing is the initial foundation for a child's mentality, character and personality. A good kid, smart and has a great personality. He comes from a family with a great moral upbringing. I always salute how the parents are able to print the next generation of the nation, with good morals and attitude."


Orlando sipped his drink with two gulps. His throat was suddenly thirsty and needed fresh right. Feeling their chatter start to feel unpleasant let alone profitable. Orlando resigned on the grounds that there was still some unresolved work.


Bern stared at Orlando's straight back with a sly grin. He wondered, how there were still people who tried to find a gap, to be able to tear down the defense of his heart. Remembering almost at every party, Bern never even let go of the slightest grip of his hand from his beloved wife.


A subtle clap resuscitated her from that meaningless gaze. The man turned his head with a million-watt smile that always shone brightly.